A Witch Thing

5

He shook his head and gave a little chuckle, "No...they're extinct. You can't be a..."

As he trailed off, Elizabet turned to one of the cars that had not been running. She focused her mind on it and slowly lifted her hand, chanting a few foreign words under her breath and flicking a finger up.

The car came alive, the lights turning on and the engine running. Carlisle and his coven stood in disbelief and said under his breath, "But the Volturi had killed them all thousands of years ago."

"Some escaped and hid away. But I don't think this is the right time for a story." She said cautiously, she didn't want to say something and get her kicked away.

He gave her a soft smile and said, "You're right. You'll go with Jasper and Alice and help Bella get away."

She nodded and slowly moved over to where Jasper was. He and the pixie-haired girl, Alice, got in the car.

Elizabet opened the door and slid in, sitting next to the human, Bella. She and her protector talked while the others got in their cars.

"If any of you get hurt because of me." Bella whispered to him.

He spoke, "We won't. There are five of us, two of them. When it's done, I'll come get you." He pulled her in and told her quietly, "You're my life now."

Elizabet squirmed very slightly in her seat and looked away. His eyes trailed over to her for a moment before he broke quickly.

As soon as they were out of sight of the vampires behind them, Bella started to cry to herself, knowing that might have been the last time she'd seen him.

Elizabet kept her own feelings at bay, using a spell she'd picked up to put them off until she was ready to deal with them.

Unlike most people, she would get to them and she'd handle them. She wasn't that unhealthy.

Soon, Bella fell asleep, exhausted from crying. Elizabet sighed, a small weight being lifted off of her chest now that Bella wasn't sobbing to herself anymore.

To make light conversation, Alice spoke in a soft voice, "So, you're a witch?"

Elizabet nodded, slightly uncomfortable by the fact that she was a witch in a car full of vampires, the very creatures wanting to get rid of them.

She spoke, "Yes, I am. And you both are Chosen Ones?"

Alice looked back at her, slightly confused. "I'm sorry?"

Elizabet caught herself and spoke, "Oh, yeah. When the Sun Chil- I mean, vampires were first made, some emerged with gifts and talents of their own. It was believed they were hand-picked by the spirits and were then named the Chosen Ones. You two have gifts?"

Alice nodded with a curious smile, "Yes." ElizabetN nodded and kept quiet. She didn't want to say anything that would offend them and she didn't know what would offend them.

Jasper spoke up slightly, "There's no need to be afraid. You're safe."

Elizabet looked up at him. She asked, "Huh?" Alice told her then, "Oh, Jasper's an empath. I have precognition."

Elizabet nodded and understood. Jasper's words seemed to help a little bit, but she was still slightly afraid of what could happen.

Suddenly a wave of calm rushed over her once again, just like earlier in the field. At least she now knew where it was coming from.

Elizabet looked at Bella and furrowed her brow. "Of course..." She mumbled. Jasper exchanged a look with Alice and asked, "What?"

Elizabet spoke, "Earlier, when I saw Bella, I knew there was something different. I know what it is now."

"What?" Alice questioned, looking at Bella. Elizabet explained, "She's a Chosen. I don't know how. She just is."

"How do you know?" Jasper asked.

Elizabet explained, "Witches can sense vampires and Chosens. The Chosen Ones seem to have a certain," Elizabet searched for the word. It was hard to explain magic to non-magic folk, "Aura."

Alice smiled a little, "Oh."

"And golden eyes. Vampires with golden eyes tend to have a more pure aura around them then those with red eyes." She continued to explain.

When she realized she was probably talking too much she said, "I'm going to...stop talking now."

Alice asked, "Why?"

Elizabet shrugged and looked out the window, "I think I'm starting to get annoying."

"No, you're not." Jasper spoke up, glancing at her through the rear view mirror. Alice added, "I'd like to know more about witches."

Elizabet smiled a little and said, "It's just...my coven never really liked it when I talked about witches or magic...or at all."

Alice gave her a warm smile, "Well, don't worry about that anymore. We find this fascinating!"

Elizabet chuckled a little, "Thanks."